The Art Of Loving A Woman

The Art Of Loving A Woman
by DearRicky

Sometimes it feels as though I’m in a different dimension. Even with family and friends, I’m still so out of place. I remain alone, yet solitude keeps me calm. It’s cold where I am, this perpetual dream of silence. Like the darkness of outer space, I await for sunlight to find me…

Her: “Ricky, what would you do to me if we were together right now?”

Me: “I’d look into your eyes, gently brushing away your hair. As I gaze into your heart, I’d run my fingers down your cheek; index to your lips. I’d ask you to close your eyes and surrender to the rush of summer breeze. I’d kiss you as I lower my hands into yours with fingers interlocking. Our surroundings fade into a moment of us.”

But it’s impossible. I’ve no strength in my frail hands to touch her face, as much as I need to make her see and perhaps fall in love with me. How does one reach a woman’s heart without the physical touch? It’s a question I’ve asked myself, time and time again. All I really have is a handful of words to discover this art.

To love a woman is a journey of romance, through even the simplest of ways. They say love at first sight is shallow, but if you allow yourself to believe it can only exist without limitations, then and only then will you find the physical extensions of a woman’s heart. Her eyes, lips, and touch are capable of bringing you closer, while your destination is to find her at the end of each path.

As you venture through the walls of her heart, you’ll find reason to redefine your redefinition in romance. Before falling, we find comfort in solitude, but as it continues, we learn a need that overpowers every fibre of our being. The way a woman desires for her man to change is often considered a flaw as acceptance is a significant part of love. However, when you take the time to discover her intentions, it’s about letting her guide you to become the man you were always meant to be.

When you have the desire to understand her, you’ll also find innocence. Aside from romance, she’s so much more. She’s your best friend; someone to share your dreams with, for romance isn’t always the key to finding her heart. It’s the ability to warm her through other means as desire inspires you to make her laugh and cry and dream of many beautiful things.

To love a woman is a journey of discovery. Through innocence, you’ll notice beauty in her every move. It’s about finding it within the crevices of her heart, even when she feels a mess. When you acknowledge it’s only her feelings, you’re also acknowledging her beauty, no matter how, when, or where. Remove yourself from the boundaries of common romanticisms and know she’s beautiful the way she is.

What matters is you’re there for her. It’s to build a connection, to put yourself in her shoes. It’s to make love with her and not to her. When she’s with child, you must recognize she isn’t pregnant alone.

One day, when you find her falling upon your arms in a moment of weakness, it’s about giving her wings and hoping for her stay. It’s to show her she’s loved and not only by you.

And when you realize her tears aren’t really tears, but beautiful heart cries instead, that’s when you’ve taken the first step in discovering the art of loving a woman. This is where I am.

If there’s a way to reach a woman’s heart without the touch of my fingertips, I promise I will find it, even if it takes the death of a billion trillion stars. I have to believe it’s a learning process so if ever she comes along, I’ll know how I should bring joy into her life.

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